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Your love was like a sea Sometimes the waves touched me sometimes they did not I wanted it to be over..... Sometimes you approached m...
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เคเคนीं เคเค เคเคฎ्เคฎीเคฆ เคธी เคนै เคฆिเคฒ เคे เคिเคธी เคंเคฐोเคे เคธे เคुเคช เคाเคช เคเคฒी เคเคคी เคนै เคธांเคธ เคฌเคจเคเคฐ เคธिเคธเคिเคฏाँ เคเคญाเคฐ เคฒाเคคी เคนै เคฎเคฐเคจे เคจเคนीं เคฆेเคคी เค़िเคจ्เคฆเคी เคเคฒाเคคी เคนै เคนเคฐ เคฒเคฎ्เคน... -
Poetry where are you ? There, right behind those soft eyelids that guard the little kid's dreams ? Got you ! No ! He opened his ey...
4 comments:
What a lovely concept... beautiful..letting pain paint the happiness.. wow!!!
Can the words 'skies of our hearts' eyes' be read as ' Skies of our imaginary world '
Think over RM..but still this is your most amazing thought perhaps...
I can see its a beautiful painting ;)
@ RS: Finally you brought me back here :)
You are very right about the choice of words, sir.
Actually here what the heart sees is not imagination for it. To the heart it is true, the reality as seen from from where it lies deep within us.
To my heart everything is a view ..... reality as true as dreams to a determined heart and dreams as vague as reality in a dynamic world.
Regards
RM
@BH: Thanks dear... love you. God bless you :)
Great thought Rekha๐
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